When she had finished eating, she burped, and that's why she looked at the cave.

She was still a little uneasy, picked up a few stones and piled them at the entrance of the cave, not only blocking the wind and snow outside, but also a lot safer, and then she felt sleepy, leaned on the side and fell asleep, and didn't even get a piece of clothing to cover herself.

The hot spring water in the pool is bubbling up with a layer of white gas from time to time, which also raises the temperature of the entire cave a lot, and it is not so cold.

After Shen Qingci woke up, the light of the night pearl was still softly lit, which also made the inside of the cave as bright as day, even if it was dark outside.

God, it's dark.

Rubbing her hands, Shen Qingci walked to the hot spring, and also picked up the water and drank it, this pool of hot springs, she didn't plan to use it for other purposes, she just drank it for drinking water on weekdays.

After all, she wants to think long-term.

And whether she can get out of here, she doesn't know yet, she just knows that if she wants to get out of here, it may take a long time.

And if Mo Li succeeds in escaping, then she will definitely find someone to come and look for her.

Life is to see people, and death is also to see bones.

Therefore, in the meantime, no matter how difficult it is or how long it lasts, she has to live.

Gazing at the cave in front of him. In fact, she still has a little relief in her heart, after all, she can still have a place where she can protect herself from the wind and rain, and this place is enough for her to stay for a long time.

I don't know how long it took, the snow outside stopped, stopped and fell, and inside the cave, it also changed greatly, and a shabby curtain was hung at the door, which was picked up by Shen Qingci, and I don't know if it was picked up by an animal, or someone discarded it here, whether it was dirty or clean, now she doesn't dislike it.

As long as it can shelter from the wind and rain, what else is it?

And inside the cave, it was already well organized.

On the highest stone inside, there is a night pearl, with this night pearl, whether it is day or night, it also makes the cave as bright as day.

The hot spring water in that pool still drips from time to time, and the spring water is always crystal clear.

On both sides of the hot spring water, there are a lot of firewood, which have been dried somewhat, and there is a lot of new firewood, and on the fire inside, there is a broken iron pot, and some things are boiling in the pot.

Shen Qingci walked in, also stretched out his hand to pat the snowflakes on his shoulder, and then untied the cloak on his body and put it aside.

She walked over to the fire inside, then opened the pot and looked at the soup she had cooked.

There weren't many raw materials, even the animals she picked up outside, the temperature here was extremely low, and the dead animals, even if they were picked up now, were very fresh, and of course they were frozen into stone.

She had found the pot in the corner of the cave, and in addition to the pot, there was a small pot, and two cups, and some old clothes.

So now it seems that this cave was also inhabited by people before.

But whoever lived there at the beginning did her a great favor, after all, these things are also used by her now, and they are also what she needs urgently.

With a pot, a pot, and those clothes, at least, her life is much better, and those clothes, even if she doesn't wear them, can at least be hung at the entrance of the cave as a curtain.

And the pot is very useful.

The pot can be used for her to make soup and drink, and she can no longer wash things in the snow, so that she can use hot spring water, and she will no longer have her hands frozen.

Although this place is a little colder, it is also a little bitter, but thanks to the past six years, even if she is here alone, she can live without driving herself crazy.

After washing her hands inside, she picked up a bowl and used a wooden spoon to scoop some soup for herself.

Holding the bowl with both hands, Shen Qingci put the bowl to his mouth, and then drank the soup in the bowl.

The soup is boiled with the hot spring water here, and I don't know if it's because the spring water here is easy to use, or if everything she eats now is fragrant, so the soup is really delicious when she drinks it in her mouth.

When she had finished eating, she put on her cloak, took the dagger in her hand, and prepared to go out.

The snow outside has not stopped from the beginning to the present, and every morning, the footprints she left behind will be buried again.

Like this piece of snow, there has never been a person.

At this time, there was still a plain expanse outside, and Shen Qingci stepped forward, leaving a series of his footprints on the ground.

The snow in the sky fell one after another, and her back was gradually drowned.

The limbs of the dead tree in the distance moved, and I don't know if it was because there was too much snow, but suddenly there was a bang, and a branch also fell out.

It was also a snow that fell on the ground.

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A snow-white fox retreated from time to time, and it still had a small pure white ball in its mouth

A trace of fear flashed in the white fox's eyes, and he kept retreating, but he couldn't retreat from the white crystal hanging tiger in front of him.

The white fox flicked its big tail and ran away with the little fox in its mouth, but as it ran, blood drippeds upwards from one leg from time to time.

Suddenly, the white fox fell into the snow, put down the small ball in its mouth, and then gently pushed the little white ball with its own sharp mouth.

Xiao Tuanzi stretched out his little head at this time, and it turned out to be nothing else, a little white fox the size of a palm.

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The little fox screamed milkily, and also shrank beside the white fox and did not leave.

The white fox pushed the little fox with his sharp beak, but the little fox would not move, and the white fox wanted to stand up, but his trembling legs could not stand up at all.

With a roar, the tiger had already walked in front of them.

The white fox closed his eyes in despair, but he heard a tom and was about to collapse the snow.

The white fox didn't understand that he looked around again, but saw a man approaching, and the man was still holding a short knife in his hand.

The white fox shook its head from time to time, probably trying to shake off the sudden feeling of dizziness, but it didn't take long for it to fall to the ground.

The man had already walked over, and he was standing in front of the white fox.

"Why are you again?" With a slight sigh, I can't tell if this is a bad fate?

Shen Qingci bent down and hugged the white fox, of course, he didn't forget the little white fox.

"So you're all raw, huh?"

She looked at the small one curiously, "It's not big, it's fun." ”

(End of chapter)